The 4th of July box is freshly dusted and out from under the bed, and I feel like a hyper little kid as I sort through all the decorations. Is this even normal? I mean, what’s normal anyway? When I was five, I used to recite the Pledge of Allegiance out loud every time I saw an American flag. EVERY. TIME. And then I would follow it up by singing, “You’re A Grand Old Flag.” Yes, also EVERY TIME. Sure, I was a little Filipino girl born in California, but boy did I love my country. And I guess not much has changed since then. Even though I’ve moved abroad, married a foreigner, and am on my way to becoming Aussie, I’m still proud and happy to be American–or what Australians endearingly refer to as a “Yank.”
Have a happy 4th of July, my friends! I’ll be singing all our national songs with you from across the Pacific, with my hand over my heart and a big, silly grin on my face. God bless America!